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Pinner in the bar-parlour, as George fled through, was reading from a paper to a stable hand, a servant girl, and a small red-headed Pinner boy: "It may be in John o' Groats," he read, "or it may be in Land's End." He thumped the bar. "'Ear that! Well, it may be in Dippleford Admiral."

It was George's first morning in the little inn at Dippleford Admiral. An unaccustomed weight upon his legs, at which thrice he sleepily kicked without ridding himself of it, at length awoke him. He found the morning well advanced; the disturbing weight that had oppressed him he saw to be a hairy object, orange of hue. Immediately his drowsy senses awoke; took grip of events; sleep fled.

He flung down eightpence halfpenny; fled in the direction of a wood that plumed a distant hill. Fear had this man. Panic At Dippleford Admiral. George left Dippleford Admiral that night. He left at great speed. There was no sadness of farewell. There was no farewell.

Fletcher's outhouses; at nine the villain is tramping the railway platform, in agony lest his burden shall mi-aow; at ten the monster is at Dippleford Admiral; at eleven the traitor is asleep in the bedroom of an inn, the agitated Rose uneasily slumbering upon his bed. Terror At Dippleford Admiral. "Impress your client," was the maxim of Mr. David Brunger.

How did you discover that?" "Well, he told me. Told me this morning." Bill shuffled his legs uncomfortably for a moment, then plunged ahead. "Fact is, old man, he's a bit sick with you. Said he'd only had one telegram from you from Dippleford Admiral and one letter from here. Said it was unsatisfactory that it was clear you were incapable of following up this clue of yours by yourself.

It was precisely because it was in Dippleford Admiral that his young inventor lodger fled through the bar without so much as a civil "good morning." At the post-office, keeping a drumming foot on the terrified Rose, George sent a telegram to Mr. Marrapit. "Think on track. Must be cautious. Don't tell Brunger."